a thousand nights;

a thousand nights spent lying under the stars
just you and i, alone, together
synonymously in tune.

the matching beating of our hearts
a sinus rhythm
tick-tock, tick-tock
ba-dum, ba-dum
the pounding of drums
in our ears.

a deep breath and a long sigh
the only sounds amongst our screaming thoughts
audible by only us, alone
and no one else.

the stars twinkle high above us
as if winking at our jubilant charade
although no expression graces our faces
except for a tiny smile.

the stillness around us, except for nature
is a beautiful awakening
as we are the only ones in our world
making memories in quiet companionship.

1 comment:

  1. Love the poem and love "sinus rhythm." I do that too! I incorporate med term into my poetry. :)